President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

There was a chill on Nick’s brow, as if summer could not stain it. His eyes grimly glanced at Victoria, his face unmoving. “Let’s go.”

Victoria followed him. He swiped his card, and entered inside the venue.

There was a smooth and bright floor in the hall, and all those standing at the door bowed in greeting and respect.

Nick was walking some distance away from her when he turned to look at her. Victoria stood still as well and smiled politely at him.

“How much did Gabriel give you?”

Victoria didn’t know about Gabriel’s relationship with Nick; she didn’t know much about the Andrew family and didn’t want to. She hadn’t even seen Nick’s father in the last three years.

She thought that Gabriel appeared to be in the same circle as Nick, as he established a relationship with him.

“My boss says the order could be in the millions.” Victoria replied.

“You have bosses in this business?” Nick sounded puzzled. He felt like a blind spot in his knowledge had been uncovered.

Apparently, Gabriel’s statement was accurate. The Moonlight did offer special services to some of its guests. It was the first time he had been exposed to it, and he did not anticipate getting the service on the first night back home.

There was no point dwelling on it when it was already done.

He lifted his foot and headed for his compartment, noticing that Victoria was going to follow.

He twisted his head to look at her. “Gabriel said you charge a lot and give absolutely satisfactory service?”

Victoria had come into contact with a number of clients over the years, and while most rich people were generous with their money, there were a few that were particularly difficult to deal with.

Hearing Nick’s words, she consciously spoke with authority, “Mr. Andrews, this thing of charging is a matter of benevolence.”

What an excellent line about benevolence.

Nick’s eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and he sneered, “Really? But I’m not happy with your service.”

Last time, her reaction was so raw, he was in control of the whole thing.

‘Since it is a business, the user’s experience is very important, isn’t it? Besides charging millions of dollars, where is she worth that except for her body and this face? That’s a lot of money to be made in this business.’ Nick thought with an unpleasant expression on his face.

Based on the professionalism of “Customer is God”, Victoria lowered her eyebrows and said, “Mr. Andrews, you can start by saying which style you like, and I will match it to the customer’s preference.”

The light emanating from the wall lamp conveyed a layer of soft light of indescribable softness as she wore a cold face and a polite and decent smile.

Nick frowned slightly, inexplicably thinking of the early morning. He looked at her and she seemed unbearable. Her red lips were slightly open with glazed eyes. Nick could only helplessly turn around…

A pair of eyes brimming with water, eyes like a lotus flower. The tail of the eye was long and thin, clear and charming.

Victoria raised her face, confident enough, “I’ve had a lot of repeat business from the clients I’ve served, and they’ve all been happy with me.”

Those townhouses or villas designed by her could fetch several times the price even if they were sold second-hand, and there was really no dissatisfaction with her at the moment.

But what caught Nick’s attention were her words. Returning guests?

“You have other clients too?” He asked with wide eyes.

A faint hint of irritation crossed Nick’s mind and his brow furrowed. “Isn’t this your first time?”

“How can that be? I’ve been doing this for three years?” Victoria had a bit of surprise on her face, as if she couldn’t believe he would ask this. What the hell did Mr. Mercer tell him?

The man’s face went cold as soon as the words left his mouth.

He couldn’t really tell what he was feeling at that time. He felt a pang in his chest. His face was also inexplicably crossed with annoyance. “Okay, don’t follow me. Money and goods, don’t expect anything else.”

Victoria was on her feet, not understanding why he suddenly lost his temper. “I’ll go to Mr. Mercer then?”

In Nick’s eyes, her confusion was playing dumb, and his eyebrows narrowed slightly, “He’s your client too?”

“Sort of.” Victoria nodded. A future client was certainly a client.

Nick’s face darkened even further and he lifted his foot without hesitation.

Victoria stood in place, secretly thinking for a while about which of his fragile nerves she had just poked with her answer. She hadn’t even said a few words, and she hadn’t made any mistakes, so why was he still unsatisfied?

Her true identity should not yet be known to him.

Wesley called her just in time, “Tori, are you in yet?”

“Boss, I seem to have screwed up.” Victoria told him worriedly.

Wesley stared, he was comfortable with Victoria, she had a special talent for design, and Victoria had never claimed to have messed up since she started in the business.

“Box 1402, you come here first.” Wesley said from the other side of the line.

“Good.” Victoria hung up and asked the waitress where the box was located.

Wesley looked up at Gabriel, who was crossing his legs. “Mr. Mercer, the designer will be right with you.”

Gabriel was very flamboyant looking, with teenage air all over his body. A smile spread across his face. “There’s no rush. My cousin will be here soon too, so we’ll let them talk face to face then, and it’ll definitely work out.”

As a result of this reassurance, Wesley began to laugh as well. “Speaking of that, Nick and I still went to high school together, but he probably doesn’t remember me.”

Having such an attractive family and appearance, Nick was never short of people who were willing to flatter him.

Furthermore, Nick was only in school for approximately half a year that year, even though he was in the same class with him he barely got to see him.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the door to the box was pushed open and Victoria walked in.

She went out today without wearing professional clothes. She was wearing a light-colored casual suit looking generous, with a handbag of the same color. Her long hair slightly pulled up, giving a very light and clean feeling.

She smiled at Gabriel. “Hello.”

Gabriel’s eyes instantly lit up. “I didn’t realize the designer was not only talented, but also so pretty.”

Seeing her come in alone, he got a little confused, “Didn’t I ask my cousin to pick you up? Where is he?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Victoria gave a confused look. Nick was his cousin?